Haunted
  It's back again.
The feeling I thought
had gone for good
is back to haunt me.
Now it's worse.
So long ago,
this fear had made me sick.
The fear of being replaced
of no longer being needed.
I needed them so badly
to be a part of my life,
to need me as a part of theirs.
In my depression,
I convinced myslef that I was needed.
Now I see the truth.
My life can go on without them,
and theirs can go on without me.
The tears overpower me again
as I realize that our paths have divided
and two very separate lives have been built.